Came back from the customary year end India trip , its a strange feeling when we are back specially for people like me who have this perennial question of settling down lingering in the mind.These days when i go to India i feel like a detective trying to find out truth about things in India, I keep thinking, can we come back ? will we be beaming with joy when we come back or are we happy in the US.
The highlight of my visit was my sisters car driver was the one giving me a lecture while driving the car he was like Sir come back to India , what is there in America , its only money no happiness. Those couple of lines from the driver sent my thought process in a different tangent , i was thinking about this guy who barely makes his two ends meet and would qualify as poor person in India was telling me about the Western society and was asking me to come back to India to take care of my aging parents.
Its always interesting to hear the rationale of people on the topic of expats returning home , there was a time when everyone was asking me to come back to India and would almost read out excerpts from the books like "It happened in India" and India Unbound books . But this time when the same topics started the general mood was hang in there in the US
